Chapter 137
This wasn’t just an ordinary collar; it was a special mark. Wearing it meant selling oneself to a customer.
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Although the Empire followed a female–dominated hierarchy where even Emperor had to please and serve the matron, high–ranking males still had their pride and boundaries. Female elites also showed a certain level of respect to main
consorts of noble status.
Would a collar like this really be placed around the neck of some powerful figure?‘ The gossipers on StarNet were abuzz with discussion, finding it hard to believe.
Some even went to the Male Escort Club to dig for information.
When questioned, the owner thereof merely stated that he was one of the club’s service staff but didn’t dare reveal Seafarion’s true identity.
In private, the owner shook his head with a wry smile, finding the situation absurd.
It wasn’t until he added Seafarion as a contact that he realized Seafarion was actually the patriarch of the Sea Race and the richest person in the Empire.
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He thought, ‘A figure of such status, going to such extremes, shamelessly seducing someone like that? Though he succeeded in winning over Nyx, given Seafarion’s position, he certainly wouldn’t want such an embarrassing matter to be made public.
The owner kept his mouth shut and skillfully fended off wave after wave of inquirers.
When the crowd finally dispersed, he let out a long sigh of relief and opened his Intelligent Brain to report his efforts to Seafarion.
But as soon as he opened the chat window, he was stunned silly.
Seafarion had changed his profile picture. He had set a photo of himself wearing the collar as his new avatar.
The owner thought, ‘No wonder people have stopped coming to the club for answers–he has admitted it himself in the most blatant way possible.‘
StarNet exploded, and the entire Empire was engulfed in a frenzy of gossip.
[Seafarion? Is it really him?]
[So that’s what he looks like?]
[People used to say he must be ugly, which is why he always hid his face…]
[His parents aren’t ugly. How could he be? He was probably just very private.]
[Then why is he suddenly okay with exposing himself now?]
[Tsk, do you even have to ask?]
[If I had won over Lord Nyx, I’d post a hundred updates on StarNet announcing my identity to the world.]
The once–mysterious richest male in the Empire had finally shown his face, and he was breathtakingly handsome. Having successfully won Nyx over, he was undeniably a winner in life.
[Wait… could Lord Nyx’s jewelry set be made from his scales?]
That actually makes a lot of sense…]
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[Wearing his scales so intimately… looks like Lord Nyx truly dotes on him.]
With Seafarion’s real identity revealed, no one questioned whether he was worthy anymore.
Seafarion’s genetic level, social standing, and looks were all at the pinnacle of the Empire.
And according to the collar around his neck, it was clear he had a knack for seduction. His success no longer seemed surprising.
[Suddenly, wearing a collar doesn’t seem so humiliating after all
[Why would it be humiliating? It’s a symbol of belonging to Lord Nyx.]
[That icy–cold face, yet he sure knows how to play the game. Tsk.]
[A role model for our generation. I need to learn from this.]–
Demand for similar collars skyrocketed, with many males following suit–and successfully attracting their matrons‘ affection.
[LOL, ever since I started wearing a collar, my matron hasn’t gone to visit any brothels…]
[Such a genius idea. Truly worthy of the richest man title in the Empire.]
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With Seafarion’s identity out in the open, the entire Empire was satisfied. Not only did they find the pairing fitting, but they also eagerly anticipated their next move together.
[No wonder Lord Nyx mateed with the Sea Race Group to sell fondue ingredients.]
[So they were already getting close back then?]
[Maybe even earlier…]
[Just perfect.]
[Does this mean my sandwich is guaranteed now?]
[Any other delicious food coming?]
[Mr. the Richest, don’t just sit there; get to work.]
[I can’t wait any longer–bring out new products now!]
StarNet was flooded with impatient demands.
Behind the scenes, Nyx also received pleas from military personnel, begging for those sweet, fragrant little pastries to be
sold.
They had been craving them for far too long.
Xivar was even shouting, urging Nyx to push Seafarion to come up with more tasty treats.
Nyx went speechless. She thought, ‘These people clearly don’t want Seafarion to have a peaceful vacation.
Seafarion, however, didn’t mind. Being able to collaborate with Nyx was a pleasure for him. He didn’t find the work tedious
at all. Without needing Nyx to push him, he had already drafted a contract and handed it over for review.
Nyx examined it carefully and frowned, “Why are all the profits going to me?”
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Their previous mateship had a profit–sharing structure, and the contract had been fair. But this time, the terms were blatantly one–sided.
“Because you already bought me. The money I earn naturally belongs to you,” Seafarion said with a straight face, making his argument sound almost reasonable.
That I StarCoin had been a steal–generating endless returns for a tiny investment.
Nyx pinched the bridge of her nose in exasperation. “Then by your logic, shouldn’t I be the one covering any losses? Why does the contract say you’ll bear all the financial risks?”
Even though the chance of losses was minimal, it wasn’t fair for only one party to shoulder the burden.
“Because I’m your male. It’s my duty to take on all risks for you,” Seafarion spoke with a mix of shyness and sincerity, his gaze steady as he looked at Nyx.
Locking eyes with his light–colored irises, Nyx’s breath hitched, and for a moment, she lost the ability to argue back.
And so, the unfair contract was signed.
By the time they finished business, it was already late.
Nyx pulled out a small comb, ready for her daily relaxation ritual.
The golden–maned lion, who had been waiting eagerly, pounced immediately, flopping down with practiced ease and purring in contentment.
During this trip to Taboris, the other males in the household were too busy with work to tag along. Only Theon, as Nyx’s personal bodyguard, had a legitimate reason to accompany her.
Theon thought, ‘Having Nyx all to myself for grooming? Pure bliss.‘
Even the brushing sessions lasted longer than usual. Once she finished the first round, if she wasn’t satisfied, she’d start again for a second.
After two rounds, the lion stood up, shaking out his fur in satisfaction.
Beside them, Seafarion remained seated, hands clenched into fists, looking like he had something to say but was too nervous to voice it.
Nyx glanced up. “What’s wrong?”
Seafarion hesitated before speaking, visibly embarrassed. “I prepared some small brushes.”
Nyx was like, ‘Oh?‘
She suddenly recalled their previous conversation, her expression turning thoughtful.
Back then, she had even doubted herself for a moment. But looking at him now, it was clear–Seafarion had been testing the waters all along.
“Alright, bring them over.” She extended her hand, willing to grant him this wish.
At that, Seafarion eagerly pulled a massive case out of his Space Button.
When he opened it, over a hundred different small brushes, along with various scented and specialized scale–care products, were displayed before Nyx.
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Nyx was stunned.
This was way beyond “a few” brushes.
Her indecisiveness was kicking in.
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After a long internal struggle, Nyx finally picked out a comfortable brush and chose a moisturizing scale–care product with a fresh aquatic scent–not too overpowering.
She grabbed a chair to elevate herself slightly, making it easier to tend to the long fishtail in front of her. “Here we go.”
The moment the soft bristles of the brush touched his skin, Seafarion shuddered, and a blush instantly spread across his fair face.
